I Might Be A Fake Cultivator
chapter-97

It wasn’t actually out of place to see this intricately beautiful item of clothing in the storage ring.

The Dark Night Monarch was female after all, so for her to have a high-rank spirit tool like the Jade Barley Ink Garment was quite normal.

It was just a pity that she didn’t have a chance to wear it even once before it fell into An Lin’s hands.

Even the tag hadn’t been removed yet…

Seeing as he couldn’t wear it, why not gift this to a girl he knows?

But gift it to who?

An Lin was at a bit of a loss.

In his mind, there were two candidates.

One was Xu Xiaolan and the other was Earth Immortal Yue Ying.

Xu Xiaolan was very good to him and had helped him countless times.

Although this was because they were great friends, he still felt like he needed to do something to express his gratitude.

…

However, upon recollection of the scene where Earth Immortal Yue Ying used her own body to shield him from the sword strike, An Lin couldn’t help but want to gift the clothes to her.

He always had a lingering thought.

Perhaps if Master Yue Ying had this item of clothing, it would prevent the terrifying scene where she was impaled by the sword from ever recurring.

He pondered the issue for a long time but still couldn’t decide between one or the other.

In the end…

Yes, he felt like he should still begin by respecting his teacher!

…

When he offered up the item of clothing to Earth Immortal Yue Ying, she was very touched… and then promptly refused his gift…

“Student An Lin, during my teaching period, I’ve never accepted a present from any student.

“I won’t make any exceptions, not even for you!”

Thus, An Lin stowed away the clothes a bit awkwardly before arriving at where Xu Xiaolan was.

Xu Xiaolan was very happy to receive such a beautiful item of clothing.

But upon discovering that this was a high-rank spirit tool, she immediately refused to accept the gift.

Reason being that this gift was simply far too valuable!

What was a high-rank spirit tool?

They were magic treasures only lower in rank compared to immortal tools.

Offensive type high-rank spirit tools were already extremely valuable, but defensive type high-rank spirit tools were so rare, it felt as if they only existed in myths and legends.

Even the sect leaders of large immortal sects are not guaranteed to possess a defensive type high-rank spirit tool.

But An Lin was just giving it away on a whim.

Even then, Xu Xiaolan really couldn’t just accept the present on a whim, her conscience wouldn’t allow it.

…

An Lin walked out of Xu Xiaolan’s room feeling quite depressed. Why was it so hard to give out an item of clothing?

What could he do now? The clothes would be a waste in his possession.

Hmm, why not ask Xuanyuan Cheng?

Xuanyuan Cheng’s expression darkened as he stared at the dress in An Lin’s hands.

“An Lin, please put yourself in my shoes…”

“Oh, wait, no!”

“Please don’t categorize me as the same type of person that you are, I’m not into cross-dressing!”

And just like that, An Lin was promptly kicked out by Xuanyuan Cheng…

An Lin was very disappointed. This was the first time he’d seen someone refuse a present… Not only that, but it was three people in succession.

Was the present too valuable?

He held the Jade Barley Ink Garment in his hands. The material was very light and smooth to the touch, this would definitely be very comfortable to wear…

F*ck! What was he thinking!?

This won’t do, he had to give the clothes to someone, it was clearly messing with his mind!

An Lin went back to Xu Xiaolan’s room.

Xu Xiaolan leaned back in her chair, her long hair spilling out over the back of the chair like an inky waterfall as she browsed Taobao.

“Huh? Why are you back again?”

She asked with a surprised expression as she saw An Lin return with the same piece of clothing in his hands.

“Xiaolan, you have to accept this!” An Lin thrust the Jade Barley Ink Garment in front of her, “You and this dress are a match made in heaven! You’d look like a fairy from a work of art if you put it on, just try it!”

Xu Xiaolan: “…”

“Will the dress bite you if you put it in your storage ring?”

Xu Xiaolan rolled her eyes in exasperation at An Lin’s desperate attempts to give the dress away.

“It won’t bite me, but it will corrupt my resolve!” An Lin confessed.

An Lin’s sincere expression finally won Xu Xiaolan over. She waved her hand at him in resignation.

“Alright, alright, you win.

“I’ll take it, but I consider this to be a purchase. Normally, defensive type high-rank spirit tools price at around four hundred thousand spirit stones.

“We’re friends, so I’ll give you three hundred thousand spirit stones. How about that?”

Xu Xiaolan knew that An Lin definitely wouldn’t accept her offer if she proposed four hundred thousand, hence she lowered the price.

“No, we’re intimate friends, so you get super mate’s rates, a hundred thousand spirit stones!”

An Lin countered with a determined expression.

“What kind of concept is an intimate friend?” Xu Xiaolan blushed slightly, “Al… alright, but I don’t have that many spirit stones in my storage, so I’ll repay you once we return to the sect.”

“Haha, no hurry, I’m a rich tycoon now!” An Lin handed the clothes over to Xu Xiaolan with a buoyant expression. A huge load had just been lifted from his shoulders, leaving him feeling a little giddy.

The first thing to do after receiving new clothes was, of course, to try them on.

When Xu Xiaolan reappeared in front of An Lin wearing the Jade Barley Ink Garment, An Lin was stunned into silence.

Her eyes were like rippling water, her lips and brows vivid and vibrant even without makeup. The light green dress appeared elegant and refined while draped over her perfect frame. It was as if she’d just stepped out from a work of art.

An Lin raised his thumbs. “You look gorgeous! Could I get a photo with you?”

Xu Xiaolan smiled elegantly before opening her mouth daintily.

“Sure, but it’s gonna cost a hundred thousand spirit stones per photo!”

“No problem!”

…

Two days later, within Baiyun Temple.

It was time for An Lin and his friends to return to the Heavenly Court.

An Mingchuan, Tian Lingling, Huang Shanshan, Dongfang Xue, The Savior, Green River Sword Immortal, and the others all came to see them off.

An Lin gifted the three storage rings each to his father, Tian Lingling, and Dongfang Xue.

In the storage ring for his father, he stored a lot of useful elixirs as well as some talismans which could save his life in dangerous situations.

“Little Lin, concentrate on cultivating and don’t be rash when encountering dangerous situations. Remember, your life is what’s most important!” An Mingchuan lectured An Lin patiently.

“Alright, I know, dad. You should also concentrate on cultivation!”

An Lin found their exchange to be a little funny and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

An Mingchuan glared with a little discontentment at his son’s lackadaisical expression.

Tian Lingling, on the other hand, was moved to the point of tears. This was the first time she had received such a precious gift.

“Waah… Fake Daoist Priest, you have to come to visit again…”

An Lin patted her soft brown hair with a smile. “Little loli, are you really eighteen years of age already? Why do you love to cry so much?”

“You’re the loli! I’m just petite and cute! And is it my fault that I like to cry!?

“If you call me loli again, I’ll post that photo of you cross-dressing in the WeChat group for everyone to see!”

Tian Lingling retorted in anger upon hearing the term ‘little loli’.

An Lin winced slightly. He thought that Tian Lingling had become a bit cuter and more docile, but now…

Yep, she was still as annoying as ever.

Dongfang Xue covered her mouth and chuckled slightly.

“Lingling, didn’t you already post that photo a long time ago?”

An Lin: “…”

Alright, who cute little loli is this?

If no one wants to collect her… he might just strangle her!

Soon, the teleportation spell formation in the Baiyun Temple began to emanate a radiant light.

An Lin and his friends stood in the spell formation, waving goodbye to the people on Earth.

Finally, they disappeared into the white light.